June 30, 2004
It worked! From this vantage point I shall be able to provide prescient details of any infiltrations of our great alliance of the Cognoscenti. I have spoken with the Eloi elders and have been told:


Em mar'jen'wel el tor'kan
Tan dern'em tan'som
Orn'bren fur tas'mor...


Tas mar’jen’wel tor’kan
Fur’tor dern’em tan’som cal
Tal lon den col
El nos den tan tor’en
Tas em dal’jen el col
Del tal dern’em tor’mar’quin
Dar vol en cal
En el nove'tan'quin.

June 29, 2004
Have no fear, Pisceans. In other news: DJ Empty Nostril has saved the day at the Memphis Negotiations for the Creation of a Plastic Surgery Republic, or JIMNITCH for short. Though the ever-present Hawks tried to sever the links between the Facelift Coalition and the Red Nipples, Empty Nostril triumphed by means of a lengthy prison sentence. We wish everyone concerned well and look forward to more successful peace talks. Hopefully we can again avoid any embarassing scenes from the dentist contingent.
June 18, 2004
The moon has been showing worrying signs of necrous decrepitude. This, of course, must be sturgeonly rectified in ways both uncompromising and putty. Erica 444 left jump yoghurt dyson hoover? Non-agents ignore this, it is beyond you.

In other news: the largest coral reef in the world has been found to have been constructed from white jelly babies over twenty thousand years ago. This has sent a seismic wave throughout the entire cognoscenti. Calm down.
June 03, 2004
"Stormy weather today. The sun did come out for a while, but nothing much. It will be the same the rest of the week. Although Saturday may lightn up a little."

And so reads the rather tedious report from our Manilla operative. At least it's warm, so he really ought not to complain.

This is the view from the window:


Any more of this frivolous waste of Frankenheimer's resources will lead to some fairly severe consequences!